Not necessarily by choice, I admit. Boo woke me up at 3 a.m. “I think I’m just going to read quietly until 8:00,” he announced.
At 3 a.m.
“Sounds good, honey,” I mumbled. “The Read-a-Thon is still going on.” And I fell back to sleep.
But now it is 5:30 a.m., I’ve read a couple more pages in Parallel Play (a wonderful memoir, by the way) and I am stunned to see that some folks are still going strong.
I’m off to Cheerlead for these final hours, as much as I can between eating breakfast, getting myself and kids ready to be out of the house by 8:30 a.m., and the normal chaos that morning creates ’round here.
Big congrats to all who are still reading, to all who read any amount of pages/books, and all those cheering us readers on! You all rock!